The Road to the Throne of White Eyes

Chapter 248 Nightmare

"Die!"

Seeing that the blade was about to hit Uchiha Itachi, Izumi's heart was filled with excitement to wash away the shame and take revenge, and even his vigilance was unconsciously lowered a lot.

But just as she started to laugh, she suddenly discovered that the back of Uchiha Itachi in front of her had turned into his front, and his eyes, which had been closed, had opened, revealing a cold look.

"Tsukuyomi!"

Uchiha Itachi's eyes widened, and his usually cold voice was now a little excited. This was an opportunity he had painstakingly created.

When Izumi used her Mangekyō Dojutsu just now to counter him, Itachi realized he couldn't delay any longer, as Izumi had a lot of support behind him. So, he devised a plan, using Amaterasu's fire and ice as a shield and performing a transformation. He turned his front to the back, aiming to draw Izumi's attack.

When Izumi gets close, he will choose the right moment to use Tsukuyomi to completely defeat her and control her. This is the way Uchiha Itachi came up with to escape. From what we saw just now, it is obvious that Uchiha Izumi is already Hinata Fuu's woman. Hinata Fuu should give up the pursuit for her. After all, he didn't bother himself specifically for that woman.

Uchiha Itachi was not completely sure about this plan, but fortunately, due to the steaming mist, fire and ice covering the sky, Izumi did not notice his transformation.

In fact, when she turned around and slashed with the knife, Izumi already felt something was wrong. After seeing Itachi's eyes, she immediately wanted to close her eyes but it was too late.

"damn it!"

Quan was not worried about her own safety, she was just annoyed that she was going to embarrass herself in front of Master Xueying. At this moment, a smile bloomed on Quan's face, because a broad and strong figure appeared in front of her.

Itachi thought that his painstaking plan had finally succeeded, but in an instant he suddenly felt that Tsukuyomi seemed to be blocked by a mirror, and not only was it blocked, but a more powerful force even rebounded from it.

At this moment, the figure of Hinata Feng appeared in Itachi's eyes. Itachi, who had suffered a loss, quickly closed his eyes and retreated quickly.

But it was all too late. Itachi froze after taking only half a step back, and then his body fell straight to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Holding Quan's slippery body in his arms, he slowly landed on the ground. Hinata Feng waved his left hand nonchalantly, and suddenly the flames and ice in the sky suddenly disappeared as if they had never existed in the first place, leaving only traces all over the ground.

"Master Xueying, Izumi was careless this time. Please let me try again. I'm sure I can do it!"

Nestled in Hinata Feng's arms, Quan felt both happy and unwilling. He was clearly only one step away from success.

"No need, Izumi, you have already proven your strength. The difference between you and Uchiha Itachi is more in combat experience, and the other is the restraint of the Mangekyō Eye Technique. It doesn't mean that you are not strong enough. Izumi, your body belongs to me, and I would be heartbroken if you were injured!"

As he spoke, Hinata Feng slapped Quan's towering back hill hard, and gave her a look that said he would deal with her later.

"Now let's quickly deal with this disgusting thing in front of us!"

Hiss, hiss...

Opposite Hinata Feng, Uchiha Itachi struggled to get up from the ground. He looked dazed, as if he had experienced an extremely terrible nightmare.

His entire body was soaked in sweat, and the cold touch made Itachi shiver. He staggered and struggled to stand up straight, breathing heavily, as if trying to dispel the horrible dream from his mind.

In fact, Itachi had just experienced an extremely terrible nightmare. In the dream, he returned to the night of the genocide, a night that he would never forget.

He also saw those familiar figures, those tribesmen who had died at his hands. Their bodies were broken and bloodstained, as if they had crawled out of hell. They surrounded Itachi, their faces grim and ferocious, and they kept uttering angry curses and shouts.

"You beast, this is how you treat your own people!"

"It's fine if you want to kill ninjas, but why do ordinary people like us who sell firewood have to do it too?"

Another person was crying out. He was a hunched old man, and his voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair.

"And my grandson! He's only been born for less than three months, and you, a beast, actually dared to do that to him!"

An old man beside him said in a trembling voice, his eyes revealing deep sorrow and anger.

Itachi wanted to take action, but he found that he could not control his body at all, and could not even open his mouth. He could only stand there helplessly, allowing those tribesmen to curse and shout.

The Uchiha clan members cursed and cursed, their blood flowed more and more, and their faces became more and more distorted. Their voices merged into a series of piercing notes, as if to penetrate Itachi's eardrums and pierce his heart.

The blood that flowed from their bodies actually formed a huge lake of blood, drowning the Uchiha clan members. Before they were submerged, they were still cursing with hideous faces and desperately stretched out their hands to drag Uchiha Itachi down.

The blood-red lake water seemed to have life, stretching out sticky arms and tightly wrapping around Itachi's body.

Finally, Itachi was swallowed up bit by bit by the sticky and terrifying blood lake. He felt the blood slowly spreading up, pressing down on his chest, making him feel extremely suffocated.

The blood continued to pour into his body through his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, as if to completely fill him up. He felt his consciousness gradually fading, as if he was about to be swallowed by the endless darkness.

Itachi finally woke up from the horrific illusion when he was lonely and desperately soaking in the blood lake full of broken limbs and debris for a long time, and was choked by the horrible blood and unable to breathe and on the verge of death.

It was just a short dream, but it made Itachi feel more exhausted than anything he had experienced before.

"Huh, isn't this a battle between me and Uchiha Izumi? Could it be that the great Snow Shadow wants to break his promise?"

Striving to steady his limp body, Uchiha Itachi opened his eyes and looked at Hinata Feng, his expression a bit scornful and sarcastic. Facing this enemy, it didn't matter whether he closed his eyes or not, so Uchiha Itachi simply opened his eyes and observed, trying his best to buy time and look for an opportunity.

"Heh, your battle with Quan is over. Now it's our turn to fight."

Hinata Feng didn't care about Itachi's provocation at all. He looked at Itachi as if he was an ant.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Go all out! As long as you can survive my blow, I won't make things difficult for you today!"

With his right hand around Quan's slender waist and his left hand slowly raised, Hinata Feng's words were as firm as a mountain.

Itachi stood still. He knew that the situation could not be changed. He could only talk about the future after getting through the current hurdle.

Ignoring his blurred vision and the continuous severe pain in his head, Uchiha Itachi glared angrily, and two streams of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Susanoh!"